h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Let me tell you this:

I really want to add something good to h2g2, or at least something kinda good, or almost good. I just want to add stuff to h2g2...
but, I can't think of anything and I'm not a very good writer.
I could do like one person I saw and just blatently make stuff up.
But I'd rather write something real with my own thoughts stuck in.
And I still want to change my name. Or should I?

I made a test. Everyone should take it.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/h2g2/guide/A566336

Okay, I will.

And if you want to go to parties, mine is at http://www.bbc.co.uk/h2g2/guide/A544312 and there's a conversation down below...although not much is happening.

This is getting too quiet. *cries. no one so much as pokes a whisker around the door*

Fine, I'm going to do something about this. *pulls on seven-league boots and prepares to find everyone in a universe she ultimately has very little knowledge of. Bounds to Greebo's den, and wrestles Greebs out of her warm cosy bed, bribing her with chocolate s and . She plonks her at her computer and sternly tells her to start replying or else...I will get my secret mafia to stop all production on the planet. Next stop, Menza's. Having absolutely no idea where this is, NQEBR P calmly suggests to space and time that if it wouldn't bother it all that much it could just flow in an ever so slightly different pattern, or she might just influence the coming of the halting of the great wind-up. Time and space see the logic of this argument (strangely enough), and depoist her on Menza's doorstep, which she stands on before knocking on the door. The door is answered by someone whose appearance I won't make public knowledege (), and NQEBR P tells Menza that it really would be a very good idea if aforementioned being would care to grace us with presence, or this asteroid sized nasty bangy thing might just leap out of my hands. QED. Now for Dizo. Niwt uses all the dirty fighting she's ever learnt, but when it comes to it being suggested to her that there is six hours unlimited acces to the internet hanging in the balance, she comes round quickly enough. Everyone else can figure out anyone else who should be here.* *pulls off boots and lies down on the *

You know, you could have just left a message.

... Oh, I was asleep. Did I miss anything?

I'm here, but I don't think Greebo is.

yes, but would you have noticed? Anyway *passes round box of s*

Mmm...s

Don't touch those, Greebs won't be happy.

Oh fish.

I mean,

Why?

*eats 's too - risking life!*

~Greebo rushes in~

Has me missed anything... me been away for the weekend... ~grin~

GREEBO! You may not know me, but I know you.
I did know you, sort of, I hope you're not someone else now.
Greebo's here, it's a party.

Did you go somewhere nice?

A tropical island?

Hi stinkywigfiddle... hmmm... me can't remember coming across anyone with your name in my travels... so maybe you have changed your name ~grin~... me is still the same Greebo... at least me thinks me is...

Me went to Crufts... er... not a tropical island... ~happy grin~... me had a great time annoying all the doggies... sitting just out of their reach... and swishing my cute and lovely tail at them... ~grinny grin~

*prods Greebo* Are you sure you're the same?

And where's Crufts?

Crufts is a big Dog Show here in the UK, its been on over the last few days.

Oh, okay.